Chapter 97: Dead man walking (7)
The instant I saw that message, a shiver ran down my spine. Why would it start mimicking a game now, after making everything feel so real? And what did “Run” mean? Usually, it would tell me which button to press to run.
I heard the sound of bells. Not the Western kind, but the sort that shamans in my country might use. The sound was getting closer.
I started to run. I just ran, trying to ignore the creepy feeling closing in on me from behind! It felt like I absolutely shouldn’t look back. If I did, I would die. My instincts told me so.
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I arrived at what seemed like a naturally formed cave. In the center was a massive stone altar, supported by countless carvings. The surrounding floor was gouged, as if it had been violently slashed.
There was a door at the end of the room. Light was streaming in through a small gap above, indicating the exit was close. Even if it wasn’t the exit, I was definitely closer to the surface.
I was about to run towards the light.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
Until I heard that voice.